"Get up first," Zhang Tianle said to the kneeling man, who said, "I'd rather die than live like this."
Viewers in the live stream started sending comments.
【My friend, our master doesn't like people kneeling before him. You'd better get up quickly.】
[Yes! Yes! The master doesn't care about these formalities. Aren't you looking for your child? You're wasting time. Get up and let the master do your divination!]
"I'd rather die than give up," he said, getting up from the ground, his tired face filled with anxiety. "Host, please! The police have been looking for my daughter for over a day. Because surveillance cameras aren't widespread here and there aren't many connections, it's very difficult to find her. The police also said that the longer this drags on, the more dangerous it becomes for my daughter. So please help me!"
Zhang Tianle activated the Yingtian Heart Method: "Go to apartment 202, Building 3, Xingfuyuan Community, Guangming Street in your town. Your daughter is there. Try to get there within an hour, otherwise your daughter's life will be in danger."
With a change of expression, he grabbed his phone, picked up his motorcycle keys, and was about to rush out.
“You’d better have a police officer accompany you before you go,” Zhang Tianle said again.
As soon as Zhang Tianle finished speaking, an official verified VIP name popped up in the live chat: "Host, we have already sent a colleague over. Please tell him not to worry too much. Also, we suggest that someone else bring him over. He is in a state of panic right now and could easily get into trouble."
As police officers, they have seen far too many similar cases: parents who learn of a clue that their daughter is in danger often get into trouble while rushing to the scene.
They didn't want the same misfortune to befall them, even if it meant losing their lives.
Just then, his younger brother, who didn't care about his life, bumped into him at the door, and the two fell to the ground.
"I'd rather die than risk my life," he quickly stood up from the ground and helped him up as well. Seeing that the man was about to head towards the motorcycle by the door without a care in the world, he grabbed him: "Brother, have you found Linlin? Where are you rushing off to in this panic?"
"Third brother, Linlin has been found. Don't stop me. She's in danger. I have to go save her."
Seeing that his condition was not good, the third brother, who didn't care if his life depended on it, grabbed him and pulled him toward his car without saying a word: "I'll go with you! I'll drive, you can ride in my car! The car is faster than you."
"I'd rather die than not have this life," I said without hesitation, "Then I'll have to trouble you."
His hands are still trembling, and he knows he can't drive steadily.
It's not a big deal if something happens to me, but it would be a huge sin to delay my daughter's future.
So he got into his third brother's car.
We headed towards the town.
When they arrived in town, the police had already set up a perimeter around the Xingfuyuan residential area and were preparing to rescue people.
Because the surveillance had been laid in advance, the two brothers, who were "not afraid of losing their lives," arrived without being stopped by the police who were secretly watching them, as they were being broadcast live and were being promoted by the authorities. They went directly to the door of apartment 202, building 3, Xingfuyuan.
At this moment, a circle of police officers had already formed in front of room 202.
Seeing "I'd rather die than live like this" approaching, they broke down the door and rushed inside.
When they rushed in, a strong smell of Chinese medicine hit them.
However, the smell of this Chinese medicine was different from that of normal Chinese medicine; it was mixed with a disgusting, fishy stench.
Just as the police stormed in, a frail man in a striped shirt emerged from the room, coughing as he went.
He was stunned for a second when he saw a group of police officers break down the door and enter his home.
He then turned and rushed into the room.
"stop!"
The police followed them.
The locked door was broken open by the police again.
Inside the room, the man's face was filled with madness.
He was being very careful, so how did the police manage to trace it back to him?
That's impossible!
Hearing the loud banging on the door, his expression suddenly turned fierce.
He rushed to the bathroom, pulled out a little girl, his face contorted with madness.
He glanced around, and when his eyes fell on the fruit knife on the bedside table, he rushed over, grabbed the knife, and held it to the little girl's neck.
At that moment, the door was also broken open by the police.
They rushed in and saw the man grabbing the little girl.
"We advise you not to act rashly." The police officer drew his gun and pointed it at the man.
"Don't be impulsive? Hahaha... You're telling me not to be impulsive? How am I impulsive? I just want to live! Why are you pushing me to my death!"
The man's expression grew increasingly frantic: "Why! Tell me why? Is it wrong for me to want to live?"
"It's not wrong for you to want to live, but you're wrong to use the wrong methods. If you're sick, go to a proper hospital for treatment instead of harming others to save yourself by using some so-called folk remedies or even some vicious and completely nonsensical folk prescriptions."
Zhang Tianle's voice came from the phone that said, "I don't care if I lose this life."
"You're talking nonsense!"
Enraged by Zhang Tianle's words, the man shouted at them, "How could I not have received treatment? They're useless; they can't cure me. So I have to rely on myself. And who says folk remedies don't work? I'm much better now, aren't I? I haven't had a seizure in ages! That's the power of folk remedies! You just can't stand to see me doing well!"
The police were somewhat puzzled by the conversation between Zhang Tianle and the man.
This frail man was emaciated, with a pale, bluish face, resembling a drug addict, rather than appearing to be seriously ill.
But listening to Zhang Tianle's conversation with him, it sounded like he had some incurable disease.
They were thinking this to themselves, but their guns were firmly pointed at the man.
If anything goes wrong, they will shoot and rescue the little girl from him.
"Epilepsy is nothing to be ashamed of. Hospitals have many ways to treat your condition now. The reason you weren't cured by the hospital back then was simply because the local medical system hadn't reached that level and there was no way to treat it."
"I don't believe it! I don't believe what you're saying! You're all liars! Liars!!! I already asked, there's no cure for my hereditary epilepsy!" the man roared maniacally. "I just want to kill nine children and absorb their brains to cure my epilepsy, as described in the medical book. I only need this one more, and I'll be cured soon. Why are you stopping me!"
The man's words caused everyone present to change their expressions.
They truly hadn't expected the man before them to be so ruthless and depraved.
He has killed eight children in an attempt to cure his illness; he has truly gone mad!
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